I think one of the hardest things for me to be able to believe and accept is what Pete did to Angela, because when I knew him he had a very beautiful heart full of the Lord’s love. What I knew about him was that he was one of the most caring and loving people. He often went out of his way to help people, and that included me personally. It was like he had a gift of being able to see people’s needs.
He was very soft and gentle in his approach, very polite, and was always willing to do things. I lived with him for 9 years and he was a joy to be around. If I ever asked him to help with anything, he was always there happy to help. And often he would do things I needed help with before I even asked. It really showed love and a willingness to help others, which is something I give credit to his parents for, as, in living so closely with them for so long I saw these same attributes in them.
One of the things that I particularly loved about Pete was the way he prayed. I’m sure the Lord doesn’t look at the presentation and the way we come across when we pray, as we all have individual ways to do so, but Pete’s prayers always moved me. They just really touched my heartstrings; he really poured out his heart and talked to Jesus in such a beautiful and natural way, presenting whatever the request was. This is something that really got etched in my heart.
Pete was also a fun person and loved having fun. His laughter is still ringing in my ears; he had a beautiful laugh and a smile that would go from ear to ear.
One of my earliest memories of Pete is when I first moved to his Home in the Philippines in the 80s. Pete was still pretty young then. It was my birthday and I was sick and he made me a beautiful bookmark with a Bible verse on it that touched me so. I still have it—I kept it so that I could remember to pray for him.
Honestly, I don’t have any negative memories of Pete, I only have good memories. To me Pete was a good sample of the Lord’s and his parents’ love.